*America POV*
He left, and as soon as I got up to do the dishes, my brain was like HE CALLED YOU AME! HE HAS A NICKNAME FOR YOU! YOU SHOULD COME UP WITH ONE FOR HIM! Sheesh. Calm down brain.
Coming up with a nickname for him would be fun, though.
How about...................................................................................................................... Ruski? Rus? I'll start with Rus and then get to Ruski once I see how he reacts.
I start to walk around the house looking for him. "RUSSIA! WHERE ARE YOU!"
"Right here."
I turn around to see Russia standing there with a smirk on his face.
R: "You called?"
A: "Don't do that Rus! I almost died of fear!"
R: "Are you having a panic attack?"
A: "No."
R: "Then you're fine. I was looking for you too, Ame."
A: "You called me Ame again..."
R: "Is that ok?"
A: "As long as you accept my nickname for you."
R: "Which is...?"
I stare him straight in the eye and say,
"Ruski."
I see his cheeks get a little red before he turns away and says, "Ok."
I smirk at him and say, "Oh, did the big bad Russian just blush~"
He turns completely around so his back is facing me.
R: "Go away."
A: "But Ruski~ You still need to show me the house."
R: "Fine."
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Sorry it's short! It's mostly just a filler.
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FanfictionRusame fanfic, this is my first time, so sorry if it's shit. ;) hope you enjoy!